~It's Just You And Me [Narry]

It felt good

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"So, how's it going with Styles?" Louis asked while closing his locker. It had been a week since Harry and I started working on his project. Well, Harry worked and I mostly just stared at him when he wasn't watching. We had hung out almost every day after school usually at my place or in the city if my mom was home.

"What do you mean?" We started to walk down the hallway as Louis continued his rant. 

"What I mean is that Harry is hot and you're single. Get it?"

"I'm not gay, Louis."

"I'm sure you're not, darling", Louis winked before dissapearing in one of the class rooms. I sighed. I know I wasn't gay but there's just something about Harry that makes me--

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"Hi Niall."

I turn aroud to see who was talking to me and notice Harry standing right behind me. 

"Harry, hi." 

It had been two days since I last heard of him. Over the weekend I had debated with myself whether to text the boy or not since he had just left school on friday without saying a word. I had decided on having a movie marathon on my own, Harry could've texted if he needed to do his art project.

He was wearing a bright red bandana and an oversized sweater. The cobination was a bit odd but it actually suited him very well. And boy I mean very well.

"You have gymnastics, right? I was thinking, since I have a free period, that I could come and watch you play. And also do my assingment", Harry lifted his camera so that I could see it. 

"Oh, yeah. Umh, I need to change so... Meet me at the field, would ya." The boy smiled so beautifully I actually thought I was gonna melt right where I stood. He nodded and walked out of the locker room. I let out of a relieved sight and took of my shirt. I just stood there, with my shirt on my hands, until I heard more people getting in the room.

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As I walked over to the field I saw Harry. He was sitting at the audience with his scetch book in his hands. I jogged over to him.

"What are you drawing?"

Harry jumped at my voice and quickly closed his book. "Oh, it's nothing. I didn't hear you coming." I smiled at how adorable he was. Adorable? Do you really think his adorable? Yes I do, thank you very much. 

"Doesn't surprice me. You were so focused on that 'nothing' you were drawing." Harry smiled back at me and took out his camera. 

"Have a good game, Niall" he smiled.

(They played football and I'm not going to write anything about it because I know nothing about it :D)

I stayed at the field by myself while I waited for everyone else to leave. I liked to shower alone in peace. It usually took about an hour for everyone to leave so I just practised that time. I don't know if Harry had left already or not. I looked over to the audience. Yeah, he'd left already. The thought that Harry didn't bother even to say goodbye made me a bit upset.

"Yo Horan! Everyone's out already!" I heard Josh shouting from the edge of the field. I jogged over my team mate and patted his shoulder as an thank you before entering the locker rooms.

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HARRY'S POV

My art teacher, Mr Abbey, literrally just let me go from his lecture about how I'm failing. Geez, thank you for stating the obvious! Anyway, he'd come over in the middle of Niall's practise telling me that he really needed to talk to me. I had followed him relucantly.

I kept walking towards the football field only to notice that everyone was gone already. Well this is just great, isn't it? I thought that maybe they were still at the locker room so that's where I headed next.

I opened the door to the locker rooms just to see that there was no one there. I was just about to close the door when I heard distant singing. I found that very weird. I entered the locker rooms and headed towards the showers. As I got closer I could hear the voice of running water and the singing got louder. 

"Niall? Are you here?" No answer. I turned around the corner and HOLY SHIT! I pulled back quickly and pressed against the wall. I steadied my breath and slowly turned to look behind the corner.

Niall Horan. Standing in the shower, singing, water pouring all over him. And he was really fit. Fuck! And I don't mean it like and sexual fuck but as in noun. At least he was standing his back towards me so I didn't see any of his crown jewels because that would be awkward. For the both of us. I turned around to leave. I mean no one wants to get caught peeping other people showering, even if it was by accident.

"Is somebody in there?"

Fuck! I froze to my spot. I could feel my heart beating super fast. Be calm Harold. Just wait until he starts to sing again. He has a beautiful voice by the way. Stick to the point. It didn't take long until I could hear Niall singing again. I walked really carefully to the door and exit the building. Holy fuck!

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NIALL'S POV

Today was thursday, 9th day of school, and I had never wanted to stay in bed this much. Sadly, my mom had and day off so she kept an eye on me the whole morning. I had texted Louis not to pick me up because I just wanted to be alone. My mom had offered to drive me but I told her that Louis was going to take me. I hated lying to her but I just had to. Why? I don't really know. I just feel that if she'd know how messed up I really am it'd break her. She couldn't take it.

I was pretty much half way walking over a bridge when I stopped. I looked down to see cars driving under it. Would I die if I jumped of? Or maybe I'd just broke some bones... What are the odds that I'd got hit by one of the cars? Or maybe---- The ringing of my phone cutt of my thoughts. 

"Horan." I answered.

"Niall? It's Harry. Where are you?" I heard Harry rumble. My heart skipped a beat. Still, all I could say was: 

"Why do you want to know?" Silence. 

"I-eeeh-I just wanted to know if you're coming to school or not", he mumbled quietly. I didn't answer. 

"Niall... Are you okay?"

Those words made me snap. 

"I'm fucking GREAT, Harry thank you for asking. Absolutely NOTHING could go wrong. Now could you just leave me alone", I ended the call before Harry could say anything. 

Great-fucking-job Horan. You just made Harry to hate you. Why shouldn't he hate you? I know everyone else does and so do you. I threw my phone of the bridge and screamed. 

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!?" I could feel the tears streaming down my face. Stop crying. You're so fucking useless. I didn't even realize I had climbed to the edge of the bridge. It felt that even the slightest gust of the wind could send me to a ruthless fall to my own death. It felt good.

"NIALL!!"